The morning light returns,

The sun begins to shine;

Now let our souls in haste arise,

To run the race divine.

2 We praise the Father’s love,

Who kept us through the night;

O may his kindness be our song,

His pleasure our delight.

3 While passing through this day,

Lord, we implore thy care,

To guide us on the heavenly way,

And guard from every snare.

4 And when our life shall close,

O may it be in peace;

May we lie down in sweet repose,

And wake in endless bliss.